We, the Jane Austen aficionados, are suckers for everything and anything under the sun that’s remotely related to her and her world. That’s because we are so drawn to her unique style of fiction, romance, and social commentary, we take any allusion to her influence as a hint to what to expect when we start watching a movie or reading a book. And when movies have titles with her name in them, like The Jane Austen Book Club, Austenland, and Jane Austen Wrecked My Life, we’re going to watch them.
Out of the three mentioned above, Jane Austen Wrecked My Life is the clumsiest and most amateurish. The most disappointing thing about it is that, in its most important aspects, it feels like it is the underdeveloped twin of Austenland, as both are loose modern reinterpretations of Pride and Prejudice and follow a devoted Jane Austen fan on her journey to find love in a remote place while dealing with love triangles and peculiar characters.